C33 Lover's Quarrels

ChapteThe leather of Liam Callahan's executive chair creaked under his weight like a dull counterpoint to the symphony of clattering keyboards and hushed whispers that filled his office. He wasn't working, not truly. He was staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows with his gaze fixed on the teeming city below. The setting sun cast long, golden fingers across the skyscrapers